There comes a time when you look into the mirror and you realize that what you see is all that you will ever be. And then you accept it. Or you kill yourself. Or you stop looking in mirrors.

Only some radical change can divert the downward course of my spirit, some startling new place or people to arrest the drift, the drag.

I don't believe in "original sin." I don't believe in "guilt." I don't believe in villains or heroes - only right or wrong ways that individuals have taken, not by choice but by necessity or by certain still-uncomprehended influences in themselves, their circumstances, and their antecedents. This is so simple I'm ashamed to say it, but I'm sure it's true. In fact, I would bet my life on it! And that's why I don't understand why our propaganda machines are always trying to teach us, to persuade us, to hate and fear other people on the same little world that we live in.

Most of the confidence which I appear to feel, especially when influenced by noon wine, is only a pretense.

The world is a funny paper read backwards. And that way it isn't so funny.

The most dangerous word in any human tongue is the word for brother. It's inflammatory.

The only unforgivable sin is deliberate cruelty.